103 years old, show some dignity.

Zoe Bell took several deep breaths, trying to calm her breathing. Kyle Lowe noticed something was off and thought she was over-exercising and her legs were hurting, "You look pale, are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine."

"But..."

"Please go and get the medicine I bought—it should be ready by now." She restrained her emotions.

Kyle hesitated, but Zoe insisted, so he had no choice but to leave and reminded her to wait there for him to return.

She had heard from Wyatt Hale that William Hale had no other women around him.

He came from a distinguished background, at this age, and in a high position...

How could he not have encountered temptations.

It wouldn't be strange for him to have a few close female friends.

So, when Lucas Bell said that William Hale liked her, she didn't dare to ask, fearing she might end up humiliating herself.

Since it was a marriage of agreement, she ought to be sensible and measured.

She bowed her head and continued to eat, yet uncontrollably thought: